The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1887-11-24
Bows and Girls.


room of certain high school on
bright, cold day last November he
would have seen q group of bris sht-fac-
ed schoolgirls talking over the ap-
preaching Thanksgiving. He would
also have noticed tall dark girl ill
the midst of the gay circle who SEEM
ed to be the life of the party. After
bidding one another "good-bye till
next Monday" the girls began to sep
arate.
Our particular heroine with her bo-
som friend walked up the broad ave-
nue. toward fashionable hotel. She
was an orphan who had enough money
to live comfortably with quite mar
gin for luxures. Her guardian, a rath-
er crusty old bachelor, had sent her
to school in the city, but, beside pay
in board and other bills, took very
little interest in her affairs. Her
friend lived in humble cottage in the
suburbs of the city.
II have no home to 60 to this
Thanksgiving, Alice" our heroine
was saying, rather sadly. "1t was
hard to hear all the girls talk OF their
family reunions and good times they
expect to have"
II wish you could spend Thanks
giving with us, Nellie" replied her
friend; "but our little house will be so
full this year"
"Well, never mind, dear, you will
stay to tea with me tonight, and
we'll have frolic. Oh, Alice have
a brilliant ideal"
"Do tell me about i'll" said Alice,
who enjoyed any kind of fun.
Lets you and / dress up, and 60
over to Front street, and act the
part OF girls who want situations for
housework 1t will be no end of fun"
'Why, Nellie Haywood, you redicu-
lous girl. 1t would be fun though, and
1 believe I'll do it if you will"
By o'clock the girls were arrayed
for the escapade. They had thick
might want to laugh, you know" and
were dressed as nearly like the average
hired girl as Nellie's old clothes would
permit.
Lets 90 in here" said Nellie, as
they stopped before a handsome
brown stone house, "and Alice, you
giggler, you must keep as solemn as
an OWL"
The ring at the door bell was an
swered by neat looking little maid.
els yer misthress after wantin'
some help?' said Nellie, assuming her
best Irish brogue.
"Why yes, she was just a-saying
this morning, she didn't know what
| she'd do for mattresses tomorrow. We
and the other girls will be busy. Come
| in"
They were ushered into q pleasant
sitting room, with q bright fire burn
ing in the open crate, in front CT which
sat a lovely looking lady, with gray
wavy hair, and a lovely girl of II.
Not far off, a young man was playing
a game OF chess with kindly looking
old gentleman. Altogether it was a
very pretty family picture.
"This girl wants some work,
ma am" said the maid: II thought
|
After the girls were seated. the lady
began her inquiries.
"Can you wait on the table?"
"Well, num-" replied Nellie?" s:I'm
not used to it, but shure mum, that's
aisy. All you hev to do is jist bring
dishes to the table, and set them
down. Yes, mum, can do that"
The lady smiled and said.
"Well, you will soon learn, at any
rate" and after several more inquir-
les and answers Nellie was engaged to
come at O'Clock the next morning.
When they were fairly outside Alice
leaned against the house and gave
way to long pent mirth.
80, Nellie" she cried, 'you did it
splendidly; but, OF course, you're not
going?"
"Yes, I am," replied Nellie, 81 have
nowhere to GO this Thanksgiving, and
that is such pleasant home!"
The next morning Nellie was on
hand in good time, and all the day
went into the preparations for the
big dinner with q will. She played
the roll OF waitress very prettily,
without making very bad blunders.
|
the aunts" were there, as we'll as the
nephews and the brothers and the un-
cles. Such q Jolly, happy gathering as
1t was, and Mrs. Graham, for that
was the hostess's name, beamed over
all and seemed perfectly happy. In
| the evening. after all the company had
gone Or retired, Rodney Graham said
to his mother:
t'There's something uncommon
about that servant you've engaged,
mother. don't believe she is what
she seems to be. heard her speaking
| to one OF the servants and she talked
in good English for about six sentences,
and then she seemed to recollect her.
self and put on the brogue again. Dur
ing supper time, too, she looked inter-
ested in some conversation about
Shakespeare, and such pretty, intel
ligent face"
Just then the door opened softly,
and Nellie. with q half shy. roguish
look, stepped up to Mrs. Graham and
said:
"Dear Mrs. Graham, have O con-
fession to make. l am not an Irish
servant girl, and my first coming here
was only gir.ish prank. But father
and mother are dead, and your
home looked SO pleasant, and-I had
no where to go this Thanksgiving, so
l thought would come here. But I'll
90 away now. My name is Nellie Hey :
wood, and Pm staying at the Lock-
wood house."
Mrs. Graham's good heart swelled
with pity.
"You poor, motherless GIRL" she
said; 'come and stay with us all the
time. We have an extra room, and
you can board with us and be a sister
to my daughter. Pm sure we shall
learn to love each other"
"Do stay, Miss Nellie" said Rod
ney, and she did.